Azealia Banks – 212 [Mixed]

[Part I: 212]

[Verse 1]
Hey, I can be the answer
I'm ready to dance when the vamp up
And when I hit that dip get your camera
You could see I been that bitch since the Pamper
And that I am that young sis the beacon
The bitch who wants to compete and
I can freak a fit that pump with the peep and
You know what your bitch become when her weave in
I just wanna sip that punch with your peeps and
Sit in that lunch if you're treatin'
Kick it with your bitch who come from Parisian
She know where I get mine from, and the season
Now she wanna lick my plum in the evenin'
And fit that ton-tongue d-deep in

[Interlude]
I guеss that cunt getting eaten
I guеss that cunt getting eaten
I guess that cunt getting eaten
I guess that cunt getting eaten
I guess that cunt getting eaten

[Verse 2]
I was in 212 on the uptown A
Nigga, you know what's up or don't you?
Word to who made ya
I'm a rude bitch, nigga, what are you made up of?
I'ma eat your food up boo, I could bust your eight
I'm-a do one too, fuck ya gon do? When you do make bucks
I'm a look right, nigga, bet you do want to fuck
Fuck him like you do want to cum
You're gay to get discovered in my 21-deuce
Cock-a-lickin' in the water by the blue bayou
Caught the warm goo in your du-rag too son?
Nigga, you're a kool-aid dude
Plus your bitch might lick it
Wonder who let you come to 12
With your doo-doo crew, son, fuck are you into, huh?
Niggas better ooh-run-run
You could get shot, homie
If you do want to put your guns up
Tell your crew don't front
I'm a hoodlum, nigga, you know you were too once
Bitch, I'm 'bout to blew up too
I'm the one today, I'm the new shit boo
Yung Rapunxel
Who are you bitch? New lunch?